Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Everything in us was deadDry and scatteredEmpty powderFormless -- UntilYou reached downGathered clay togetherBreathed in deepExhaled living spirit We breathed You inAnd life beganA constant cycleYour exhaleOur inhaleUtterly unaware of how we wereCompletely dependent on YouIn Your seeming absenceAnd we exhaled living spirit for the last timeWe attempted breath in a vacuumSeeking sustenance apart Our lungs struggled to pull oxygenFrom emptinessAgain returned to clayThe rhythm brokenWe were dustTo dust we returnedWe were ashesTo ashes we returnedSlowly disintegratingApart from Your spirit breath

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Once, waiting for you Was like waiting for a trip to ParisFor which I had not yet started savingHazy pictures of the Eiffel TowerAnd wine with baguettes and cheese for lunchMore like a scene from a movie than Even from tourist booksBecause I had not even really begun to plan the trip

Lately, you seem nearerLike waiting for Christmas after ThanksgivingKnowing that the day will come Regardless of whether I plan or prepareSo making time for the tasks Baking and buying presentsDecorating the house Humming carols in the grocery store

Somehow your arrival feels concreteLike a plan is in placeAnd set in motionSuch an odd sensation This feeling of anticipationBecause it is not my planI have no idea how or when you'll actuallyArrive in my life

But I am excited to recognize youAnd I hope that when you do appearYou'll find my heart open and readyTo pour out all the best affirmation and affectionCalling forth the best in each otherLooking together to the One Who planned for our futureBefore we were even born

Thursday, February 12, 2009

we will watch the stories of those who foundone to cling to one to walk besideone to have and hold there will be food and winethere will be compansionshipthere will be laughterwe will feel a twingea wishing for the clock to turn fasterfor the time to comefor our turn to arrivebut we will not be alone

we will be togetheranticipating rejoicingwhen our own storiessurpass those on the screenwhen our heartshealed and wholestrong and fullready and willingfind love to cling tolove to walk besidelove to have and holdwe will daydream for ourselveswe will hope for each other

and in the meantimein the now and not yetwe will knowthat we are beloved of heavenour hunger for human lovewill not surpasswill not overwhelmwill not drown outthe redeemingabundantresplendenthealingfaithfulstrong and true

Love of the Onewho already holds ussafely in His armsthe One who never leavesthe One who never lets gothe One who gave everythingto make a wayto be with us foreverwe will see ourselvesreflected in His eyesperfectly lovedentirely acceptedwholly desiredtransformed by His presence

and so we will find joyin the echoes of that Story in the ones on the screenwe will laugh and crywe will allow our heartsto feel longingto recognize wishinga moment of wantingbut then we will look upwe will look aheadwe will waitfor His planfor His provisionfor His perfect timing